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It wasn’t enough, and I had a feeling it never would be.
My claws tore into the side of my pants, ripping them the rest of the way off, then rubbed our gathered slickness against her pussy lips with the groove that started just beneath my frenulum down the length of my shaft, cradling her clit with every swivel of my hips. Her forehead thudded against my pecs.
A growling-purr burst from me. “I need to be inside you. Right the fuck now.” I rested her arse on the edge of a shelf. “Hold my cock steady, Baby Girl.”
“Yes, sir,” she quipped, voice breathy.
My abs flexed with every roll of my hips as I worked myself inside her, staring between our bodies as she stretched around my thick girth. We moaned together the moment I slipped fully into pussy.
“Mate,” I growled. “Mine.”
Miko looked up at me through her lashes. “I’m close. Harder.” I increased my purr, the resulting vibrations spreading throughout my body. “Holy shit. You’re like a vibrator.”
I half laughed, half groaned as I slipped a hand between our bodies and applied circling pressure to her clit, her walls contracting around me. “I can make you come harder than any toy.”
In that moment, nothing else mattered besides ringing all the pleasure from her that I could.
A tremble ran over her skin, causing my fangs to ache with the need to mark her. “Gods, I can’t wait to fill you with my cum.” As if my words triggered the action, she came, her walls clamping around my swollen erection and triggering my own climax.
“Oh shit, I…I’m…Bane!” she screamed as her orgasm overwhelmed her.
“Fuuuuck,” I moaned, losing my rhythm and thrusting into her frantically until I joined her, numbing tingles assaulting my limbs. An odd sensation rippled over my wings, yet I hardly paid it any mind, bliss wrecking my body and mind.
When the sensations subsided enough to focus, I peered at Miko. A brief flare of concern morphed into quiet chuckles as I realized she’d passed out. My purr erupted anew as I cupped the back of her head, bringing her cheek to my chest so her neck wouldn’t be sore later, and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
“My mate.”
CHAPTER 26
Mildly Successful Exorcism
MIKO
“Honeybee, what do you keep staring at?” Bane asked, gently rubbing the pad of his thumb over my cheekbone.
My eyes widened slightly. “I figured you would already know.”
“Know what, brat?” He replied, his tail spanking my ass in retaliation. “Answer me.”
I willed my expression to remain flat. But dammit it all if he didn't make me want to smile. Just a little. “Your wings.”
The grotesque gazed into my eyes. “What about them?”
That connection in my chest thrummed as if plucked by an invisible force. It no longer felt like simply string binding us. No, it was something thick, akin to rope, and fastened securely to both our sternums with unbreakable knots.
I worried I would fail to accurately describe the phenomenal transformation of his wings, the cascading hues of purple and black lined with white filling in the pattern carved into the granite as if painted by an artist’s hand. I pushed his face to the side with the tips in my fingers. “Just look at them.”
Whatever ridiculous comment he was about to make broke off as his wings spread wide, curving forward slightly. Silence descended, and for a moment, I wished I didn't say anything. He seemed so confident most of the time, but on occasion when I asked something personal, he clammed up as if he were unsure of himself. He covered so much behind his grins and laughter, but I wouldn't allow him to completely hide himself any longer.
I kissed the corner of his lips, then lightly grabbed a horn and turned him back to face me. “Bane?” The astonishment widening his eyes and parting his lips set my pulse racing. “They're absolutely stunning.”
“How?” he whispered. “I’m made of stone…it shouldn't be possible to have color just appear. Unless…” He squared his shoulders and swallowed thickly. “I have something to tell you, Honeybee.” His tail wrapped around my hand in that favorite way of his as if he needed comfort.
I had an inkling that I knew what he was about to tell me, causing a light sweat to break out on my palms.
“I think,” he paused and blew out of breath, “No. Let me start over. I know, you are my mate.”
There was no chance I could hold back, emotions rushing through me with the speed of white water. So, I offered him a gentle smile. “I know.”